Love On Asphalt

Episode 37's

The phallus feels that it has never been happier than this. He is happy, one problem has ended with a good solution. They're engaged. Yes, on the eve of the celebration of the new year they have been betrothed by both sides. Who would have thought, if both parents had prepared a pair of rings for them to exchange at the event. The ring is relatively simple, but he felt if it was a special ring.

The phallus smiled, he looked back at the white ring that was coiled on his ring finger as well as Farrand. Now they join hands to go to school, the weather is starting to warm because spring has begun to show its existence. Happy sparkles appeared on Farrand's face, he even forgot the incident of the explosion of his red car.

Not only Farrand, but also Linga. He did ask to stay here until his school graduated because he wanted to accompany Farrand and study independently. Ariana did not mind it, she even supported the desire of Lingga to be here and accompany Farrand. Now that Arasya is more busy, Madhiaz has also started to focus on arranging his life in Alison. Mirza was busy accompanying his wife who still showed no signs of recovery. Indeed, occasionally Farrand would visit him with Lingga, but that was also sometimes while at home and not being treated out of town.

While Nadeen, Farrand felt that the girl was hiding something that was not what it was to her. Nadeen seemed to avoid it, and it made Farrand feel distant with Nadeen.

"What are you thinking?" Lingga asked, he wrapped his left hand around Farrand's waist and made some people glance at him.

"Nadien."

"Why him?"

"You don't realize he hasn't been in for two days?"

"No."

Farrand sighed, he was sometimes a little annoyed at the attitude of the Linga that was too indifferent to the surroundings. Instead of what, he even often held the crap in his heart because the young man was insensitive at all. Somehow the story goes, so that he can get entangled in the charm of the man and slowly forget about Dion. Though if viewed more carefully, Dion is more sensitive than Linga.

Speaking of Dion's problem, he remembered something. Another week graduation day. And that means, the red-haired young man will soon leave this city. He was a little sad, but how else? Their relationship was over and he did not want to hurt Linga any further.

"Floral."

Grep.

A pale yellow long-haired woman suddenly hugged him from behind. Making his embrace on Farrand's waist become detached just like that. Aura Farrand darkened. But it was not enough to make Ava release her embrace on Linga.

"Ava let go." Hardic Linga. Ava shook her head, she did not want to let go of her embrace and meant to make Farrand annoyed.

"I'll let go if Lingga kisses me."

The face of the phallus paled. He glanced at Farrand who was still giving off his dangerous aura. He gulped, and without realizing it, Ava had stolen the start by kissing him first.

"How dare you kiss my fiancee, Ava." Farrand. He further added to his dark aura, yet it seemed that Ava was completely unaffected by it. Only the Linga felt it, and her legs trembled feeling Farrand's dark aura.

Ava blinked her eyes, fiancee said Farrand earlier? Did he not hear wrong?

"Fiancee? When are you engaged?" Ask Ava.

Farrand was silent, he glanced at Lingga as if asking Lingga to explain.

"Our new year's night is engaged, Ava. So I hope you're not interrupting our relationship right now."

"Lied."

"We're not lying. Ava." The phallus returns to Ava. But the one being rebuked seemed to only be able to put on a flat face like nothing was disturbed.

"Didn't Lingga run away from home? Is this the woman who forced you to become her fiance?"

"No. There is no compulsion between us. Lingga's parents came to my house and waved me to him." Not wanting to lose, Farrand replied to Ava's words in a flat tone that hid the outpouring of emotion that was stinging her. Hey, who wouldn't be emotional if your fiancee kissed someone else in front of your eyes.

"Farrand's right, Ava. My family came in person to propose to Farrand. It wasn't fancy, but we were actually betrothed back then."

"Then what about me, Lingga? You told me you loved me, didn't you? Why are you getting engaged to her?" The passers-by who had been watching the three of them had now started to raise his whispers. Farrand doesn't like that, he really doesn't like being noticed by people.

"Linga. I'll go to class first. It's over with both of you and I don't want to hear anything like this again."

Glupes.

Linga swallowed her nervous saliva. Maybe for others who heard Farrand's tone that was too relaxed it must have thought Farrand was not angry. But unlike the Lingga, he was like hearing the melody of his death being sung by Farrand. Of course with the addition of the effects of imagination Farrand is honing a katana for him.

Without waiting for Lingga's answer, Farrand walked up to his class and left two people staring at him with a hard-to-understand look.

Nyutti...

Ava then moved back to Lingga's left arm. After the Lingga regained consciousness, he violently stomped Ava's hand and hurriedly chased after Farrand.

"Hey... Linga." Ava stomped her feet and made a sulking tone as blankly as possible. Some of the students who idolized Ava had dripped blood from her nose. How not? Ava sulked by stomping her feet unconsciously if her short skirt was exposed and revealing her panties.

"Ava.... If Lingga doesn't want to be with you, we'd like to be with you." A student whose nose has been covered by his left hand. A few nodding heads confirmed it, but Ava simply smiled at them and waved her hand in a sensual gesture.

"When, huh?" Ava. The grin of death he lay on them, and after that, blood poured out more and more from their noses.

"Zoroooooo." Ava called the name Lingga but completely ignored the owner of the name. He was upset, but he could do nothing more.

The phallus sped up his steps until he found Farrand's silhouette in front of him. As he hurried, he did not want Farrand to leave without hearing his explanation. Unfortunately, the bell rang when Farrand reached the classroom door. He shook his head slowly, maybe he could just explain it at rest later.

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Lingga's heart wanted to explain the misunderstanding that occurred between him and Farrand, but it turns out Ava preceded him. Ava was sitting on Farrand's desk and watching his demeanor, who was cleaning his writing utensils.

"Can you step aside? You're being disrespectful to a respectable woman's size."

Farrand's sarcastic remarks did not seem to reach Ava. He was still engrossed in sitting on the table shaking his legs and sipping the lollipop in his hand with sensual gestures.

"I want to collect your promise the other day." Ava

"Promise?"

"Yes.. Promise you'll race with me on Saturday after the spring rain. Later is the time. And I've been waiting for this for a long time."

Farrand looked around, it was fortunate that the classroom atmosphere had been quiet and there were only two people far away with them. He was sure they couldn't hear Ava's words. Uh, but don't forget the presence of Linga walking closer to him.

"I can't." Farrand.

"You want to break a promise?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Hina I am as satisfied as you are. But I won't be serving you."

"Then give me an excuse."

Farrand sighed, he would this time give in to Ava and tell her why. The phallus was beside him, and he let it happen. He felt that the Linga should hear him too.

"I don't have a car anymore. My car's engine exploded, don't you know that well? You were even there at the time."

"That's no excuse. Don't you still have that evo?"

"That's my father's car."

"You can borrow it."

"That's not the way out. Anyway, that car is still my dad's car to go to the next town."

"I'll wait. It won't matter if you wait a day or two."

"Annement. My dad told me he'd be gone a month."

Ava's mouth was tightly clenched. He didn't think it would be that long.

"You can borrow the Lingga's car later."

Instead of agreeing, Farrand looked at Ava with a sharp look.

"The Lingga car is being borrowed by Dhiaz to get to Alison. He doesn't have another car. The only thing he has you've taken. You remember that, don't you?"

"How long?"

"A little over two weeks."

"It's too long."

"I told you I couldn't. Anyway I intend to stop racing."

Linga was stunned, she did not expect that Farrand would make a decision so soon.

"Ru...." Linga Whispers.

"You give up that easily, eh? You're too cowardly to be a person, miss." The scornful tone too sounded so piercing in Farrand's sense of hearing. But he tried to hold back his heart. He didn't want to lose control just because of Ava's words.

"......."

"I didn't know you were so poor that you couldn't fix your car. Or, at least buy a new car that is certainly better than the butut car."

"Enough Ava." Jerky Linga. Inflamed phallus. It was enough that Ava insulted her lover from now on, and this humiliation she thought was outrageous.

"Ney? Lingas. Just leave him. I can make us worth it and not seem like it can only trouble you."

Farrand's hands clenched tightly, he didn't like being insulted. Especially being insulted like this. It made him recall his difficult time with his father.

"Ava, I know if I'm not worth you or a phallus. But at least I still have my pride." Farrand. He tried to be calm even though his heart was inflamed.

"Preciousness? Which was? You even reneged on your promise and you're talking about self-worth? Kheh. The self-esteem of a rider is to accept challenges and keep promises. But you don't have both of those things, do you? Then what do you call self-worth?"

Farrand felt stumped. Ava was right, he had lost it ever since he decided to stop racing.

"Alright, do as you please. I'm not gonna serve you. Assume I have no self-respect or whatever it is up to you." Farrand. He has given up. He was too tired to face Ava's stubbornness.

"I can definitely get you into the race this time. Just look at." A grinning perched on Ava's lips. Farrand only responded lazily, but Lingga who saw that, could only squint his eyes. He knew that, he was sure, Ava must have devised various plans for Farrand. And he knows that it can't be underestimated.

"Please leave it." Challenge Farrand.

Ava smiled, she got down from the table she was sitting on and started to step out of the classroom.

"Come, we eat in the park usually. I've made provisions with extra tomatoes for you." Farrand eroded the distance between himself and the Linga. Next to his hand he used to bring two provisions for him and Linga, and the other side used to pull the hand of Linga. Lingga shook his head, but a thin smile he could not remove from his lips when he saw Farrand's behavior.

But actually, there was something stuck in his mind about Ava. He still can't accept if Ava has got the blue car. He should have challenged the owner and seized the car, but why did Ava do it? Do not know Ava if he had been hard-earned to find it and not found it until now? He was almost desperate, but he felt that his heart was not satisfied with what he was feeling right now.

He did not know where his obsession with the car came from, the car was at first glance nothing special. But since the incident at that time he felt if he was strongly tied to the car and its owner. He could have ignored her and stopped looking for her, but deep down, he felt that the bond was too strong to ignore. And it seems he will look for it slowly and focus more on what is before him. Now he is with Farrand, and now Farrand is his priority.

As if dissolved in his daydream, the phallus did not realize that he had reached the back garden where they spent time together. He looked around, not many people. There are only a few and even that with a distance that cannot be said to be close. He took a seat next to Farrand and began to eat his provisions greedily. They do not sit on chairs, but under a fairly shady tree and there is a thick grass under it. After they became lovers, they spent more time here than in the chair where Farrand used to sit.

"Slow down. I'm not gonna take your share." Farrand. Linga smiled, she could not help but feel happy about Farrand's treatment of her.

"Thank you." Sluggishly.

"Eh?"

"Thank you for being there for me and keeping me company all this time."

"Either. Thank you for fighting for me." Farrand smiled, he also did not deny if he was happy with his current situation.

Finished with the food, Lingga spread his gaze throughout the garden. He was stuck, and seemed to peck when he saw the silhouette of two being fondled with the occasional hand of the naughty guerrilla man. His face was warming up, and it seemed, Farrand who noticed it was also doing the same thing with the Linga. His face was no less red, however, the shadow about the night of their flirtation was still clearly recorded in Farrand's mind.

"Farrard..... Don't keep looking there. We can do it here." Linga Whispers.

The phallus removed the stock box in Farrand's lap and began scooping her fiance's soft lips. Farrand replied, he wrapped his hand around the neck of the Linga and seemed to hold it so that the Linga did not release the fondling given to him. The combination of the taste of the supplies they eat makes Lingga deepen their kiss on Farrand.

Satisfied with his words, Lingga nudged their kisses and her lips dropped to the neck of Farrand's level. Farrand bit his lower lip, trying not to let him escape the slightest sigh at Linga. Seeing the glint of lust in the eyes of the phallus, for some reason it made him feel something more. Something beyond this and he is sure that it cannot be obtained easily.

Tbc